Tired

Oy. It's been an eventful week, hasn't it?

Mom is scrambling to find a care home for dad... the hospital wants him out. NOW.
They were going to transfer him to a 'holding facility' in New West until we could sort out some arrangements.

Seriously. On Sunday the plan was palliative care across the street from the hospital as he entered his final stages. On Monday they realized he was bouncing back.
On Tuesday they suggested we look into housing options. And Wednesday? They're ready to ship him out?

Oh my goodness.

Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Blogging friends like these who are walking beside me: Lynne and Marg. Thanks. Your posts had me sobbing. And thankful for your friendship.
2. Hope.
3. My bed.

Shalom,